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Poetry: For my child

by Minnie Chatterfield

My adorable baby has come upon two
As warm and as sparkly as a new morning dew.
Each day enhances her sweet grace and charm,
A gift God has granted and placed in my arms.

The voice of an angel and the soul of a saint,
A fresh breath of air, a sweet summer rain.
I can't tell you the joy of being her mother.
I can not believe how much I could love her.

With each little gesture, I find her more charming,
And that smile, that smile - could it be more disarming?
She's a girl with few words, but says volumes with eyes,
Filled up with gratitude, this mom often cries.

I truly don't know where the two years have gone,
It seems only yesterday she was just turning one.
Lord please mind I cherish each day we're together
And allow me to hug her and kiss her forever.

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